What i mean is....

 
Its not that words are not enough
I just don't have enough words to describe her,
I'm not saying she is not beautiful
But how do I describe something so divine      
With words so simple and unrefined
And not risk blasphemy?      
A risk I'm afraid to take            
So simply put
What I'm trying to say      
Is, to me she is poetry
In a world still struggling to master the alphabet

When I say she is the light of my life
Without doubt I'm referring to her smile,
Because even the sun becomes shy
And hides behind the clouds
Knowing it could never shine half as bright,
Don't get me wrong when I say I don't love her voice
Because I don't just love her voice, but I worship it,
Even a choir of angels wouldn't compose such sweet melodies,
Take note, she is no angel,
That I know
And I am not calling her one either
But I have turned down angels lobbying for her return      
To the high heavens, of course!!

Her pulchritude
Is the small talk of multitudes
The living dream of magnitudes      
For her, there is no substitute
So once again      
 I am not saying she is one of a kind
All I am saying is she is the kind you would call "THE ONE
That needle in a hay stack we have all struggled to find
Not the one in a million
But rest assured she is a million in one
The complete package
At least that's what she is in my mind.